It proved that this world was not particularly targeting Aaron.
When Aaron wholeheartedly played the turtle hiding in its shell in the newbie village, he basically never ran into any major trouble.
As he devoted himself to cultivation, time passed swiftly.
Medicine King Mountain.
Inside the cave abode.
Aaron sat cross-legged, the light around his body flickering unpredictably.
Suddenly...
He opened his eyes, and white jade-like light burst from them, shooting several feet outward... before slowly fading away.
Aaron rose to his feet with a somewhat dazed expression, stretched his body, then cast a Dust Removal Art, leaving his robes looking as good as new.
Only then did he walk out of the cave abode. Looking at the bright sunlight outside, he actually found it somewhat dazzling, like a thousand-year zombie seeing sunlight for the first time.
"I... this..."
Aaron worked his throat, which seemed dry from not speaking for too long, before his voice gradually regained its fluency. "How long... was I in seclusion?"
A streak of light flew out from the spirit pool and transformed into a massive Longlife Turtle—Xiaoqing!
Its dragon-like head tilted to one side as though it were thinking. Its little head whirred with effort before it spoke in a human voice, "Master... you have been in seclusion for more than one sixty-year cycle..."
Well, ever since becoming a third-rank Golden Core great demon, the Longlife Turtle Xiaoqing had refined the transverse bone in its throat and learned to speak human language.
"More than sixty years... Higher-level cultivators really spend far too long in seclusion..."
In truth, Aaron only needed to glance at his attribute panel to know how long he had been in seclusion. He was speaking now purely because he had been holding it in for too long.
Good thing he had raised